Welcome back, Mr. Richter.
I'm home.
"Mr. Richter's room was cleared."
"Huh? Oh, thank you..."
When Richt returned to the Distopia room, there stood a strangely fashionable Faelice.
The room is cleaned beautifully and there is not a single dust left.
If it's enough to clean Richter's room, shouldn't you clean your room - keep the line out of your mouth?
"How was your vacation? You enjoyed it?
"Yeah, it was fun. I could talk to Rose's father and mother, and I could eat something delicious."
"That would have been nice. Distopia was peaceful, so I didn't have a problem with it."
The two of them sit back in a clean chair, checking each other's situation.
"Right...... no. If it was peaceful, I've never been over it..."
Listening to Faelis, Richt gives a slightly more complicated look.
Apparently, no enemies attacked Distopia.
Compared to that peaceful distopia, the Richters, who were to fight vampire hunting, were more burdensome.
It is so unclear which one received the leave.
"Speaking of which, the Demon King was looking for Mr. Richt. I have no choice but to apologize with you."
"No, no, why the assumption that I did something wrong? I mean, if Aria's looking, we need to go fast. You might get mad if you're late."
"So don't apologize to me, too."
"I see - not if you're saying that!
Richt leaves the room with Faelice, placing his used luggage on the floor.
How long ago was it that Aria was looking for Richt?
In proportion to that time, Aria's mood should be getting a little worse.
In a hurry, Richt went outside the room.
"The Demon King didn't have to be so uptight because he didn't have a very angry vibe."
"Right...... thanks. I don't know, Ferris is a little sweet today. Did something good happen to you?
……
Fairis with a decent face.
As for Richt, I'm not going to say anything particularly weird, but when he reacts like this, he becomes anxious that his senses are uneven.
Without knowing it, I definitely only wanted to avoid making sexual harassment statements.
"Nothing good, Mr. Richter."
"Ah! I found you!
Before Faelice runs out of answers.
Aria lifts up her happy voice and comes closer from the back.
Ferris was right, he didn't look angry at Aria, but he even seemed in a good mood.
In the meantime, Richt takes a ho breath on that fact.
"Long time no see, Richt. Did you enjoy your vacation?
"Well, I enjoyed that a lot. I didn't really feel like I was off."
Richt answers the question with a plugged face.
Now, the word vacation all sounded disgusting.
Seeing Aria's hair pinned with sleeping habits, I can predict that she slept well until noon.
It's very different from Richt, who was nervous and sleepless.
"Yeah? I'd love to hear your souvenir story - but it's going to be a little later."
"Yes, what can I do for you?
"Actually, Bern - there's something in that fox-daughter report that bothers me. I want the Lord to investigate."
……
Richt has no time to rest.
I was to be driven to my next job.